I am realizing that I really do need to post everyday, because if I miss a day, I forget everything! Everything is changing so fast that yesterday already feels like so long ago, and it is hard to remember all the details.
I'll try.
Saturday was a nice day, weather wise. I made my first try and sourdough bread with the starter my friend had brought me. It wasn't what I would call a success, but we ended up with something edible. Dough was too wet, stuck to everything, overproofed and collapsed...
But it overproofed because we got out for a nice long walk with the kids. It was really nice. We walked over to my brother and sister-in-laws who live a few blocks away and gave them homemade bitters and half of our deck of Cards Against Humanity. We hung out in the yard while kids ran around and biked.
That night, after we put kids to bed, we did a google hangout and had cocktails and played Cards Against Humanity together. It was a great time, and felt surprisingly like socializing, and I loved it!
In the "real" news, the stimulus bill finally passed. Hospital shortages are still looming. People everywhere are sewing fabric hospital masks my hand. My sister in law who is a nurse at Dartmouth said they are figuring out how to put two people on one ventilator. Doctors in Italy are 3D printing valves to turn snorkeling masks into ventilators. The worst has not hit here yet, but the news feels scary.
Sunday:
Today I had a moment.
Today was a rainy day, and we were all stuck inside. Mike made a fire in the wood stove, and the kids were all amazingly happy just chilling by the fire, hanging out and playing games all day. They figured out how to play battleship on the chromebooks. We did some fabric painting. The kids helped me meal plan and then my big adventure of the day was going to Shaw's. It is nice to see the shelves mostly restocked (except for toilet paper), but the rush is slowing down and they are getting things back in stock.
My moment happened when I went to leave the house to go to Shaw's, and grabbed a rain jacket out of the closet. As I put it on, I noticed it was the rain jacket from my high school's athletic department, and I just stopped. The kind of moment where your throat catches and tears spring to your eyes. As I may have mentioned, I coach our high school's ultimate frisbee team, and I have for 8 years now. I founded the team back in 2012 with a small group of students, and over time it has grown into a varsity sport. This year would have been our first year running 3 teams (Varsity girls, varsity boys, and JV boys). Coaching and playing ultimate is a huge part of my life. So it may seem like a silly thing to mourn in the middle of such a huge crisis, but seeing my coaching jacket just suddenly reminded me of all the things we aren't doing right now. The hours of practices, outside on wet grass or in the sun, the mud, the cheers, the games, the team work, the challenges and the growth, the endless afternoons of frisbee. Our seniors, who had been looking forward to this season for so long. It all hit me, and I felt such a sense of loss. Again, it feels a little shameful to grieve a loss that might seem superficial, but I took a moment to feel those feelings and acknowledge how much I will miss coaching those kids, and the sense of loss I feel for their opportunities that have been taken away. I'm sad for my adult team too! I compete on a master's adult team, and we were SO excited to go to Beach Nationals in Virginia in April. It has all been cancelled. The college season is cancelled too. It's OK to be sad about all this.
And then I got to thinking about ways that we can stay connected as a team. I'll let you know what I figure out!
I guess that is all for now. I miss my students, I miss my team. I am happy to be spending so much time with my family, I really am, but I am also really missing my school community and my ultimate community today! Wish I could see them all and toss the disc!
Sunday March 29th
US Cases: 142,000+
Vermont Cases: 235
I'll try.
Saturday was a nice day, weather wise. I made my first try and sourdough bread with the starter my friend had brought me. It wasn't what I would call a success, but we ended up with something edible. Dough was too wet, stuck to everything, overproofed and collapsed...
But it overproofed because we got out for a nice long walk with the kids. It was really nice. We walked over to my brother and sister-in-laws who live a few blocks away and gave them homemade bitters and half of our deck of Cards Against Humanity. We hung out in the yard while kids ran around and biked.
That night, after we put kids to bed, we did a google hangout and had cocktails and played Cards Against Humanity together. It was a great time, and felt surprisingly like socializing, and I loved it!
In the "real" news, the stimulus bill finally passed. Hospital shortages are still looming. People everywhere are sewing fabric hospital masks my hand. My sister in law who is a nurse at Dartmouth said they are figuring out how to put two people on one ventilator. Doctors in Italy are 3D printing valves to turn snorkeling masks into ventilators. The worst has not hit here yet, but the news feels scary.
Sunday:
Today I had a moment.
Today was a rainy day, and we were all stuck inside. Mike made a fire in the wood stove, and the kids were all amazingly happy just chilling by the fire, hanging out and playing games all day. They figured out how to play battleship on the chromebooks. We did some fabric painting. The kids helped me meal plan and then my big adventure of the day was going to Shaw's. It is nice to see the shelves mostly restocked (except for toilet paper), but the rush is slowing down and they are getting things back in stock.
My moment happened when I went to leave the house to go to Shaw's, and grabbed a rain jacket out of the closet. As I put it on, I noticed it was the rain jacket from my high school's athletic department, and I just stopped. The kind of moment where your throat catches and tears spring to your eyes. As I may have mentioned, I coach our high school's ultimate frisbee team, and I have for 8 years now. I founded the team back in 2012 with a small group of students, and over time it has grown into a varsity sport. This year would have been our first year running 3 teams (Varsity girls, varsity boys, and JV boys). Coaching and playing ultimate is a huge part of my life. So it may seem like a silly thing to mourn in the middle of such a huge crisis, but seeing my coaching jacket just suddenly reminded me of all the things we aren't doing right now. The hours of practices, outside on wet grass or in the sun, the mud, the cheers, the games, the team work, the challenges and the growth, the endless afternoons of frisbee. Our seniors, who had been looking forward to this season for so long. It all hit me, and I felt such a sense of loss. Again, it feels a little shameful to grieve a loss that might seem superficial, but I took a moment to feel those feelings and acknowledge how much I will miss coaching those kids, and the sense of loss I feel for their opportunities that have been taken away. I'm sad for my adult team too! I compete on a master's adult team, and we were SO excited to go to Beach Nationals in Virginia in April. It has all been cancelled. The college season is cancelled too. It's OK to be sad about all this.
And then I got to thinking about ways that we can stay connected as a team. I'll let you know what I figure out!
I guess that is all for now. I miss my students, I miss my team. I am happy to be spending so much time with my family, I really am, but I am also really missing my school community and my ultimate community today! Wish I could see them all and toss the disc!
Sunday March 29th
US Cases: 142,000+
Vermont Cases: 235
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